thursday january 15

today i ordered food from mother india and left a lengthy comment in the just-eat.ca comments field with instructions for the delivery guy. basically, the stairs to my door are so icy and dangerous-looking that i'm reluctant to subject other people to them, so i suggested in the comments box that, if he preferred, rather than coming to the back door, the guy could phone me from out front and i'd come out to get the food. i felt pretty bad about forcing the delivery guy into what i'd consider a real sophie's choice (risking bodily harm vs. having to talk on the phone), and when he eventually knocked on my door, the first thing i said to him was "sorry about the stairs." i gotta invest in some salt.